Chapter 656: Tremble with Nervousness

Hearing it, Sally can't help but think of Karl. Karl is no longer young, but he is completely focused on
medicine and has no intention of getting married yet.

She reckons she still needs to wait a long time before marrying someone in a wedding gown. So it's
best not to have such a beautiful imagination.

As time passes, Lily is about to step onto the stage. With the help of the staff, she walks to a small
room on the side of the stage. Outside the room is a staircase that isn't particularly tall so that the bride
could step on the stage slowly.

Lily carefully carries the hem of the wedding gown and walks in. Inside the room, Harry, who is wearing
a black suit and a white shirt, is also waiting anxiously.

They look at each other in silence at first as a faint warmth and emotion slowly flow around them. When
Harry reaches for her and takes her hand steadily, Lily can't help but cry. "Dad...."

Harry is moved. He says with a smile, "The bride can't cry."

Lily sniffs. "Okay. I won't be beautiful if I cry."

"Who said that? My daughter is the most beautiful!" As he speaks, he raises his hand to tidy up her
veil, his eyes filled with the kindness of a father.

The emotions in those aged eyes are so familiar to Lily. As a father, Harry has been caring for her for
decades. He is her haven no matter what happens.

They face the door of the house. Lily puts her hand on Harry's arm. Looking at the thick golden door,
she is a little dazed. "Dad, I'm getting married."



Although Lily and Rex have been together for years, hearing these words, Harry still has a particular
feeling.

"I know." He knows such a day will come. Harry opens his mouth and wants to say something, but
there's too much he wants to say. In the end, he only says, "Lily, I'm going to hand you over to another
man."

Lily feels touched and sour. She turns to look at Harry beside her and says, "Dad, no matter whom I
marry, I'll always be you and Mom's daughter."

"Silly child, when you get married, you should focus on your own family. Your mom and I are fine. We're
happy as long as you're happy." Harry has never been an expert at expressing his feelings.

He is a traditional man who always considers it embarrassing to talk about love. But when seeing his
daughter getting married and thinking of entrusting her to another man, he cares no more about the
embarrassment and expresses his love.

"Bride and bride's father, please get prepared. The wedding host is starting the ceremony," the staff
reminds them in a low voice.

Lily can hear her own heartbeat. She takes a quick glimpse around but doesn't see Orson or Abby
apart from Harry.

"Where are the bridesmaids, best men, and flower girls?"

"The bridesmaids and best men are at the designated position. You can see them when you walk out."

Only then does Lily relax and immerse in this tense vibe. A thin layer of sweat breaks out in her palms,
but she doesn't notice it at all. Her mind is filled with the instructions of the wedding staff together with a
faint expectation.



She has a vague concept of the ceremony but hasn't seen the complete design of the scene since the
wedding arrangements. Rex keeps it a secret from her to leave her with more fantasies.

"Here comes our bride!"

A powerful voice suddenly pierces through the door. The staffs rustle and make the final adjustments.
In less than a dozen seconds, the door in front of Lily is slowly opened from the outside. A dazzling
light shines in. Harry raises his arm and says, "Let's go."

Lily's heart seems as if to explode right now. She can't see anything or remember anything. The entire
hall echoes with a solemn wedding march as she takes the first step. She sees the flower path beneath
her feet, the large flower walls, and the huge dream-catcher hanging at the end of the path.

One step, two steps, three steps... She walks up the stairs and appears in everyone's sight. Reluctant
to be the highlight as she is, at this moment she ignores all other people's glares. All she can see is the
man in a black suit and a bow tie who is standing upright not far away and quietly waiting for her to
approach.

The path is not long, but Lily feels as if she has walked for a century. No one is talking at the scene.
Everyone's eyes are fixed on them.

The bride is so beautiful like a princess from a fairy tale book with the light falling from above her head.
Her feet look like they're stepping on bubbles spat out by a mermaid.

Rex quietly stares at the girl in the wedding gown not far away. Even though he has seen her wearing a
wedding gown before, his mood is completely different now. He is nearly paralyzed with happiness as
the white figure shrouded in bright light slowly walks toward him. Excited as he is, he feels more
touched.



This is not just a path of flowers, but also a path of all the tribulations they have experienced since they
knew each other. She walks a little slowly but every step she takes is exceptionally firm, just like how
she has lived through all these years.

Through thick and thin and after life and death, they're still together. Their love isn't worn away. It has
become even more precious and tenacious.

Now, his bride is walking toward him, crossing all the obstacles.

Before she arrives, Rex's eyes are already a little wet. He holds back the tears and keeps his eyes
fixed on her, not willing to miss even a second.

Harry holds Lily's hand and stands in front of Rex. Looking at Rex who is a head taller than him, Harry
lowers his head and places his daughter's hand in Rex's palm. His face is solemn and his voice is
slightly choked. "I'm handing Lily to you. I wish you happiness."

"Don't worry, Dad. I'll do everything I can to make her happy." Rex takes the white and tender hand and
sees the big eyes full of tears behind the white veil. He comforts her gently and softly. "Don't cry."

After the handover, Harry turns to leave from the side of the stage. Rex and Lily still have a long way to
go together.

The host's mellow voice rings out once again, "Now it's the time for the bride and groom to join hands
and enter the stage!"

Lily looks at the stage at the end of the path and is extremely nervous. She begins to tremble the
moment she lets go of Harry's hand. Perhaps those who are sitting far away from the stage don't see it
clearly, but Abby can see it from aside.


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